At this moment, Li Changlin was already carrying six or seven bags in his hands.
It was truly a pitiful and pressing scene, and this was when the three ladies hadn't even done a major shopping spree—if they had, Li Changlin would probably cry!
He took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and took a delightful drag.
However, at this moment, his cellphone, which was in his trouser pocket, rang. He took it out and saw, to his surprise, it was a call from Song Haonan.
Having arranged for Song Haonan to do some work for him the day before, Li Changlin had naturally given him his number.
But unexpectedly, the guy was calling him today—could it be that he was planning to back out?
Instantly, Li Changlin's mood soured, and he pressed the answer button forcefully.
"Young Master Li, Young Master Li!" As soon as the call connected, Song Haonan couldn't wait to start shouting.
